User blog comment:Llamao/The Underground/@comment-3474228-20120627211733/@comment-3474228-20120801192037

However, once he enters, he finds that his shortsword is gone, and the trunk closes behind him, leaving him in a completely dark place. Wheezy breathing comes from ahead, along with another chuckle. "I don't enjoy weapons in my home. Well, come along, I don't bite. Heehee."